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"you win."

After speaking, Guo Furong ran into the inn dejectedly. Obviously, he couldn't bear the blow of being defeated by Jiang Yi, a rookie who had just practiced.

Tong Xiangyu looked at her back, and said with a little worry: "Xiao Guo, is she okay?"

"Don't worry, she just can't accept the reality for a while, it will be fine when she figures it out."

Bai Zhantang said in relief, then looked at Jiang Yi again, teaching:

"Xiao Jiang, although your cultivation progress is not bad, but don't be complacent just because you defeated Guo Furong. You must know that your current cultivation base is still at the bottom of the rivers and lakes."

Jiang Yi nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, I know."

After fighting Guo Furong just now, he also discovered many shortcomings in himself, and began to ask Bai Zhantang for advice.

Bai Zhantang also pointed out his various deficiencies one by one.

"You still have too little experience in hand-to-hand combat now, and you are easily confused. If you show a little flaw, you will be hooked. In addition, your acupuncture technique is still not smooth enough. Xiao Guo's palm technique is also the same problem. You can let it go or not. You are about the same as her..."

Bai Zhantang spoke eloquently, and Jiang Yi kept it in his heart.

He also understands that defeating Guo Furong doesn't mean anything.

After two battles with bandits and Guo Furong, he also saw that his martial arts possessed a certain degree of trickery.

With the combination of lightness kung fu and acupoint acupuncture, if it is a sneak attack or an unprepared attack, it is absolutely possible to defeat the strong with the weak, and catch third-rate or even second-rate martial arts masters.

But if he confronts the enemy head-on, he will be caught blind, and can only rely on lightness kung fu to avoid and protect himself.

After Bai Zhantang finished speaking, Tong Xiangyu said: "Okay, I think Xiao Jiang has done a good job. It is very rare to have cultivated to this level in such a short period of time. Let him take a rest quickly." Well, he just gave Xiao Guo a bad slap, and he still needs medicine."

"Master, let me come."

The maid Xiaoqi at the side heard the words, and quickly came up with the wound medicine to rub the medicine for Jiang Yi.

Usually, Jiang Yi often had some scrapes and bruises during his practice, and it was Xiao Qi who helped him apply the medicine, so Xiao Qi carried the wound medicine with him.

In the evening, the food is ready and everyone is ready to eat.

The scholar looked around but couldn't find Guo Furong, so he couldn't help asking, "Where is Furong, why hasn't she come to eat?"

"It's still on the roof. I feel bad after losing to Xiao Jiang." Tong Xiangyu said.

Bai Zhantang nodded: "It seems that she was really hit. She is never late when it's time for dinner."

"I'll call her." Jiang Yi got up and said.

"Then you have to hurry up, you won't have any good food to eat when you come back late." Bai Zhantang reminded.

Hearing this, Jiang Yi turned around and took two steamed buns and a small bottle of Fenjiu before going up the stairs to the roof.

She saw Fu Rong sitting on the ridge of the roof with her chin propped on her hands, looking at the dark sky in the distance, dazed in a daze. I don't know what to think.

"Why, still not reconciled?" Jiang Yi came to sit beside her and asked.

"How can I be reconciled? You know, I have been practicing martial arts for more than ten years. You only practiced martial arts for three months, and I lost to you so easily. It makes me feel that all my hardships for more than ten years have been in vain. " Guo Furong said depressedly.

"That's true."

Jiang Yi nodded: "If it were me, I would be just as depressed and unwilling as you."

"Although you practice very hard and improve your strength very quickly, I also know that you will catch up with me sooner or later, but I didn't expect that the time would be so short. After only three months, I would no longer be your opponent."

Guo Furong said rather disappointed.

She still admires Jiang Yi's hard work during this time.

Although she has been practicing since she was a child, it is only because she is naturally escaped and lazy, and she often fishes in troubled waters and gets away with it when she is practicing.

Relying on his mother's doting, he is not afraid of his father Guo Juxia's strict demands. This caused her to be only at the third-rate level until now.

Compared with Jiang Yi's hard work and diligence in cultivation, she really felt a little ashamed.

However, after all, the time difference between the two sides' practice is so far, today's defeat still made her feel a little bit disappointed, and she couldn't accept it for a while.

"Actually, you don't need to be too disappointed. In terms of cultivation, I'm still not as good as you. It's just that sunflower acupuncturists pay attention to defeating the enemy with one blow, which allows me to defeat the strong with the weak."

As Jiang Yi said, he handed a steamed bun in his hand: "Eat it."

"Thanks."

Guo Furong was also a little hungry, took the steamed buns, and gnawed them unceremoniously.

Jiang Yi sipped Fenjiu and ate steamed buns, and said, "I have gained a lot from fighting you today. I hope to exchange ideas with you often in the future, so as to increase my experience in fighting people."

Right now, apart from practicing step by step every day, the most important thing for him is to improve his actual combat experience.

Although Bai Zhantang's martial arts were superb, Jiang Yi would not get much improvement if he fought against him.

Because there is no suspense in the battle between the two sides.

As soon as Bai Zhantang made a move, Jiang Yi couldn't even block a move, and his acupuncture points would be tapped.

The two had fought once before, and Jiang Yi only felt that facing Bai Zhantang's fingering, there was no way to dodge, there was no way to avoid it, and the gap in strength between them was too great.

Guo Furong, on the other hand, was a little better than him in terms of cultivation, but not too much stronger, so she was just right to be the object of discussion.

"No problem, I always do odd jobs in the inn, and sometimes I have itchy hands. It would be great to have someone to let me exercise my muscles and bones."

Guo Furong said, took the wine bottle in Jiang Yi's hand, and took a big gulp boldly.

She was choked and coughed violently because the irrigation was too fast:

"Cough cough cough cough."

Seeing her return to her original frizzy appearance, Jiang Yi knew that the original Guo Furong had returned, so he couldn't help shaking his head and chuckling.

In this way, the two exchanged martial arts experience while drinking and eating steamed buns on the roof.

Until it was completely dark.

...

In the days that followed, apart from practicing lightness kung fu and sunflower acupuncture, Jiang Yi would compete against Guo Furong from time to time, and also put the practice of Jue Ming Dao on his agenda.

In the past month or so, he bought a Yanling knife and has been laying the foundation and getting familiar with the knife technique.

Wait until the basics are almost laid, and then start to practice "Breaking Knife".

Small courtyard, quiet room.

At each end of the corner, a red candle is lit.

The candles were flickering, and the dim candle light illuminated the quiet room.

Jiang Yi stood quietly in the center of the room, holding the handle of the knife tightly with his right hand. The fingertips feel the prismatic lines on the handle, the cold touch.

The Yanling knife in his hand is a steel knife more than 110 centimeters long, with a black handle with star-shaped patterns and a black iron scabbard, with a hidden edge.

"Suck~"

Jiang Yi took a long breath and his eyes were extremely focused.

All the minds and minds are concentrated on the Yanling knife in his hand, and the mind and mind are united.

The patterns of sword techniques in "Breaking Knife" flashed in his mind one by one.

Clang!

The Yanling Saber came out of its sheath suddenly, like a thunderbolt, like cold electricity across the sky,

The edge of the blade is deep and sharp, reflecting the cold light.

Swipe.

The knife is like autumn water, with a forceful spirit, cutting through the sky.

The deadly sword technique given to him by the old man Huahua is sharp and ruthless, and kills every move. Compared with Yang Huilan's widow's sword, it is more dangerous and streamlined.

There are not too many changes, and there is no pursuit of subtlety in moves, all are simple and vicious killing moves.

Just want to kill people with extreme speed.

ha!

Jiang Yi exerted force on his feet, and walked with the knife, like an arrow from the string, suddenly flashed three meters away, and the Yanling knife in his hand slashed at a wooden figure in the quiet room.

crack.

With a soft sound, the head of the wooden man was slashed with a knife, and a piece of wood the size of a palm was cut off.

Jiang Yi didn't stop, he kept walking on his feet, and swung the Yanling knife in his hand repeatedly, chopping, stabbing, chopping, chopping.

Swipe.

In an instant, more than a dozen saber lights enveloped more than a dozen vital parts of the wooden man's body.

Puff puff.

A series of attacks fell like a storm, hitting the wooden man.

In an instant, sawdust flew, and there were more than a dozen deep knife marks on the wooden man's body.

After stepping back a few meters, Jiang Yi stood still and let out a long breath.

His whole body was sweating profusely, soaking his clothes, and he looked extremely tired.

He frowned slightly:

"The Jueming Saber technique is extremely powerful, and its lethality is astonishing. It can indeed be called a first-class sword technique. However, this knife technique requires a strong explosive power. With my current cultivation base, I can only carry out a round of fierce attacks, and then the internal and physical strength will wear out and cannot last."

"If you want to fight the enemy, you can only fight quickly, otherwise you will definitely die."

Thinking about the disadvantages of Jueming Saber, Jiang Yi sat down cross-legged and began to adjust his breath to recover his internal strength.